“I saw it on the internet.”
“I don’t know. I googled it.”
This. This is how we get our answers to many of life’s problems. To the things we don’t know.
I am of the generation who had to research via encyclopedia. Trying to find out information on anything took more than 30 minutes; sometimes even days, and if the World Book didn’t write about it, well you had to trek to your local library hoping to find an actual book that was written about it. Then read it.
These days you can pick up your trusty phone, ask Google and she (or he) will come back with a number of “hits” all about your chosen topic in a matter of seconds. Problem is…most are not based on fact. And, many…many are definitely not family dinner conversation worthy.
We decide what’s right or wrong based on what we read on websites, or see on YouTube.
We can determine our level of “cool” based on what everyone else is doing on social media, or what our friends tell us.
We look for “signs” from Insta-worthy quotes.
We can even ask our “friends” for recommendations on the best places to go, the best movies to see, even the best way to handle a nasty co-worker, or a salty spouse; and get a ton of advice. Some probably really great. And none at all the same.
Instead, we either listen to the wrong voice, or simply just give up.
Rarely do we dial up God about something. You don’t hear in our daily conversations “Oh, I read the Word, and this is what it said about that.”
I have asked God recently over a number of months the same question. I have prayed the same prayer over and over. I have come away not hearing the answer.
Searching instead for a sign on the internet to solve my problem. Hoping Google will provide me with some answer. Ready to give up, because I came up empty each and every time.
Until, I opened up His Word, and was given the answer that I needed.
The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need. He lets me rest in green meadows; he leads me beside peaceful streams. Psalm 23:1-2
See, I had been hanging on to the past. To the hurts of the past. To those who had harmed me. To those who had mistreated me. Used me. Manipulated my compassionate nature.
I was no longer in that place physically. Yet I was still living there in my mind and heart. Looking for answers and healing from worldly devices.
When it was right here in His Word all along.
Those people are not here, where I can rest in a green meadow if I so please. Walk across a bridge, through a path, and meander by a rock-strewn stream if I desire. Those people didn’t come with me.
But, He sure did.
He had never left me. He had come with me. He was simply waiting for me to let all that other stuff that I left behind go, so He could do something greater here.
I didn’t find that answer on the internet. Because it wasn’t going to give it to me.
I found it by looking around at the beauty He had placed around me. The place He had put me. I found it by praying. By listening. By surrendering my need to fix the past, and focusing on one truth: His Word.
Which provides the answer every time. Google can’t hold a candle to that.
So, need an answer today? Don’t Google it, or expect Facebook to provide it…ask God. Or even better-open up His Word, and read what He has to say about it.